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[Nov. 28th, 2009|02:41 am] |
Who: Cass & Soren (and whoever decides to interrupt)
What: Happy cozy snuggle time in front of a fireplace
Where: Swiss Alps cabin
When: Nowish
Warnings: Man, you never know with these guys.
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[Nov. 26th, 2009|12:05 pm] |
Who: Teja, Gaz, and Soren
What: Puberty day!
Where: Mordhaus
When: Thursday
Warnings: Blood, knives, sex, swearing, all in massive amounts.
( Fake cut here! ) |
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[Nov. 23rd, 2009|02:15 am] |
Who: Toki, Teja, Soren, Miniver
What: Panicked daddy and uncle need to see the newly resurrected Teja
Where: Casa de Wolfpack, London
When: RIGHT DE HELLS NOW
Warnings: Probably a little swearing, nothing else.
Toki had realized only a couple minutes previous to his rushed state of putting on his coat and shuffling Miniver to the car so the hippie could drive that Teja had been reborn. He was fidgeting with his collar and his sleeves. Soren said he'd picked up Teja and was looking after him, and that made Toki a little more pleased with the situation. Soren was above and beyond a kind heart.
Teja in the meanwhile, was about a year and a half old in appearance. He had a netbook nearby so he could easily communicate without his unfamiliar oral palate giving him issue. He was only slightly in pain - growing pains of aging approximately four and a half years a day - but otherwise was quite himself. He remembered everything up until the point of his death. He'd eaten, quite plentifully and morbidly, in fact, but he was constantly and had food nearby that he snacked on idly as he read a book that he'd found in the library. He finally had picked up one of Soren's books. He was thankful for Soren's hospitality and looking in on him occasionally. He wasn't yet aware that his biological father was about to show up. |
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[Oct. 31st, 2009|06:36 pm] |
Who: Anyone and everyone
Where: Guildhall, New Orleans
When: Midafternoon Oct 31st until everyone goes home.
What: Paaaartaaay!
Warnings: More than likely!
The lower level of the guildhall was done up like a Starbucks from Hell, with authentic branded crap onna shelf, sucky music over by the bar, and authentic baristas, all having died of something hipstery. There was coffee and booze and snacks, there was a dance floor cordoned off in one corner, and most of the other rooms were open for lounging or milling around.
The Birthday Girl was, at that particular moment, near enough to the door that she could greet all comers, but far enough away that she wasn't a foreboding presence. She was dressed as Anne Bonney, men's shirt, well-worn navy uniform pants, a belt made of rope and a pirate sword on one hip and a blunderbuss on the other. Her hair was tied back with a double-knotted twist of twine, and her tattoos were almost all visible.
(post, thread, mingle and hang out, talk amongst yourselves, be prepared to have Henn and her crew, crash any and all threads) |
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[Oct. 23rd, 2009|12:23 am] |
Who: Soren Skwigelf and Cassidy Turner.
What: Stern Lectures.
When: Thursday afternoon.
Where: Casa del Wolfpackyness.
Warnings: As always, yes.
( Someone had to do it. ) |
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[Oct. 18th, 2009|12:11 am] |
Who: Soren Skwigelf and Cassidy Turner.
What: Impromptu road trip slash dinner date.
When: Saturday night.
Where: Here and there.
Warnings: They are going to try very hard to keep it PG-13.
( Driving around. ) |
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[Sep. 23rd, 2009|11:00 pm] |
Who: Cass and Soren
What: Sex
Where: Their home, London
When: Now, or somewhere near it.
Warnings: Oodles of yes.
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[Sep. 7th, 2009|03:29 am] |
Who: Lulu Skwigelf, Sindre Skwigelf, Soren Skwigelf, and Cassidy Turner.
What: Tromping electric horses.
When: Early Monday morning.
Where: The Skwigelf home in Stockholm.
Warnings: Besides swearing, none likely.
( Whoops? ) |
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[Aug. 21st, 2009|04:00 am] |
Who: Soren Skwigelf and Sable Harris.
What: Post-breakup talking.
When: Friday morning, early.
Where: Sable's shop.
Warnings: Swearing. General angst.
( Fasting love will lead us all to nowhere. ) |
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[Aug. 19th, 2009|05:47 pm] |
Who: Melpomene and Soren Skwigelf
What: Kidnapping!
When: OMG RIGHT NOW
Warnings: Angst and adorableness. Maybe not in that order.
She had decided after talking to Cass that Soren was next on her list, and so it was that she was at the front door, knocking upon it. She'd not offered any waring that she was coming, instead choosing the sneak attack method, and knew very well he was, in fact, inside. Her plans were not completely formulated (But then, when were they ever?), but she was sure which ever way the day went, her plotting would prove successful. An impatient sort, she knocked again when the first knock wasn't answered in an inpossible 1.3 seconds, bouncing lightly on the balls of her feet as she waited. |
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[Aug. 17th, 2009|12:46 am] |
Who: Soren, Sable, & Cass, with a possible Marnie somewhere.
What: Uh. Not good things, that's for certain.
Where: The Wolfpack's London residence
When: Nowish
Warnings: If you don't like seeing little fluffy jerkwads yelling at poetspawn, this wouldn't be for you.
Cassidy was pacing the length of the living room like a caged wildcat. He was wearing his gloves, and in them, his fingers flexed into fists and loosened once more, only to repeat the process. Soren was able to hear him mentally reciting the Fibonacci sequence, and he was well into it. His breath was tight and huffed out in little growls of anger. Around his shoulders, Henn's Shadow, Kitten draped like a rather strange boa. It was to Kitten's credit that he wasn't completely livid. He was waiting for Sable to show up. He was fucking done with playing around. He'd learned just earlier that his fears were true, that in some way, Sable was using Henn to get back at Soren. To stab Cass in the back. And that wouldn't fly with him. Not because it was against him, but because it was Henn that she was hurting. He couldn't care less about his own pain at this point. What mattered was that she was being a two-faced bitch over all of this.
She had to be gone. Now. Preferably without his having to confront her, physically. |
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[Aug. 13th, 2009|10:36 pm] |
Who: Soren and Sable Skwigelf.
What: Arguments.
When: Thursday night.
Where: Chez Wolfpack.
Warnings: I'll just put yes to be safe.
( And something has to give. ) |
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[Aug. 4th, 2009|10:43 pm] |
Who: Brenda Annn Turner & Soren Skwigelf
What: IT'S A PIECE OF CAKE TO BAKE A PRETTY CAKE!
Where: the Turner-Brennan residence
When: Midafternoon, midweek
Warnings: cute, that's about it.
( Never use a messy recipe ) |
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[Jul. 7th, 2009|12:08 am] |
Who: Soren Skwigelf and Henriette Stillman.
What: Soren's a good step-husband.
When: Monday afternoon.
Where: Wolfpackhouse.
Warnings: Swearing. Will update if needed.
( Cuddles. ) |
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[Jul. 3rd, 2009|10:07 pm] |
Who: Spencer Shay, Soren Skwigelf, and Sable Skwigelf.
What: attack of the double essers Rescuing Spencer from his arrival
Where: Downtown London.
When: Nowish.
Warnings: None foreseen.
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[Jul. 3rd, 2009|09:31 pm] |
Who: Soren Skwigelf and Petit Lapan LeBeau.
What: Soren being a good friend.
When: After Artan's disappearance.
Where: Petit's.
Warnings: Fluff and maybe swearing.
( Helping out. ) |
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[Jun. 30th, 2009|12:35 am] |
Who: Soren Skwigelf and Cassidy Turner.
What: Going out for a proper date, then a night at a hotel afterward.
When: Monday night / Tuesday morning.
Where: London.
Warnings: Obviously.
( Boy's night. ) |
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[Jun. 8th, 2009|11:09 pm] |
Who: Petit & Soren
Where: New Orleans
When: Now-ish
What: Cheeseburgers at midnight
Why: See the what.
Warnings: Probably not, but always possible.
Petit had been surprised by the call, but not totally shocked, and as she'd informed Soren, he was really just in time, since she, as she said, 'would theoretically and possibly literally just about kill someone for a cheeseburger'.
She was wearing a pair of yoga pants and another one of the shirts from Henn, this one said 'I make people, what's your superpower?' when she answered the door, smiling crookedly, "So I actually know a place that's open this time of night, we can even walk there, s'not too far away." |
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[May. 27th, 2009|11:46 pm] |
WHO: Sable Skwigelf, Cassidy Turner, Henriette Stillman, and Soren Skwigelf
WHAT: Wolfpack conference time.
WHEN: Sometime within the past couple of days.
WHERE: Cass's apartment
WARNINGS: Srs bsns
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the one-bedroom apartment is exponentially smaller than the house, leaving almost no personal space for the four of them; but after all that's happened in the past week or so, Sable certainly doesn't mind. Coming from the background she does, she feels very much at home in such conditions. She's learning -- or thinks she's learning -- far better how to read her housemates' body language and know when to give them space. Cass has always been the hardest.
But it's a nice environment -- Cass's typical cleanliness and order is less stark to her when the empty spaces are taken up by people, and love, and a good meal -- chicken spinach with white sauce, things that taste like luxury to her. Cass is, as always, an exceptional cook.
By habit of culture, she discourages serious conversation at dinner. Meals are not for business unless absolutely necessary -- and for what she feels is the first time in the time they've had together, there's no need to rush anything. There's nowhere to be but here, no deadlines to meet, no work to be done except eventually the dishes... Their most important work right now is the work it takes to make and keep a family together. |
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[May. 20th, 2009|11:53 pm] |
Who: Soren and Sable Skwigelf.
What: Much needed talks.
When: Wednesday night, after Soren's attempt.
Where: Soren's room at Casa Del Wolfpack.
Warnings: Maybe triggering, maybe some swear words. Will update if needed.
( I made a lot of mistakes. ) |
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[Apr. 30th, 2009|12:12 am] |
Who: Soren Skwigelf and Maison Roberts.
What: Apparently Maison has a thing for blonds.
When: Wednesday night.
Where: Starting at the restaurant where Maison works, then other places.
Warnings: Yup.
( He has permission! ) |
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[Apr. 28th, 2009|09:19 pm] |
Who: Bela and Soren
What: Beware of Bela bearing gifts?
Where: Chez Wolfpack
When: The day after baby!Soren arrives
Warnings: Nah
Bela stood nervously at the door, trying to remind herself this was Soren and she was being a git. Despite how lovely the house was and how out of practice she was at being social.
Still, this was Soren. They knew each other. She knocked on the door, hoping someone was home. |
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[Apr. 26th, 2009|10:19 pm] |
Who: Maison & Soren (with probable appearance by Henn, since she works there too)
What: Hangin' out. Sorta.
Where: Snake Pit bar, New Orleans
When: Monday eveningish
Why: Just 'cos
Warnings: not likely, but if any come up I'll update.
Maison had said he'd come by, and it was easy enough to find the place, mostly thanks to the neon sign, since the door was nigh on invisible, sandwiched between two storefronts. His brows arched at the expanse of the place once he was downstairs, grin spreading after a moment, glad that it was slow enough that he could make a circuit of the tanks before padding over to the bar and swinging himself up into a seat.
"Be right with you." Henn said over the noise of the blender, smiling up at him. |
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[Apr. 20th, 2009|03:29 am] |
Who: Maison & Soren
What: Random meeting!
Where: Crazy-ass Vegetarian Restaurant in London
When: Monday sometime
Why: Just 'cos
Warnings: not likely, but if any come up I'll update.
It was actually fairly slow, for a Monday afternoon. The lunch rush had ended with the last stragglers finishing up, and it was another couple hours before the dinner crowd came in, and only another twenty minutes until Maison's shift was up.
Just at that moment he was getting more crayons for table three, and more straws for the girls at the counter, and as often as he said he'd thought he was done with this, he was actually pretty good at it. |
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[Apr. 10th, 2009|11:33 pm] |
Who: Henn & Soren
Where: Beach out backa Wolfpackhaus
When: Now-ish
Why: Because!
Warnings: Probable.
Someone had thought it was a good plan to stop off at the cafe on the way home from work. That same someone had been out at the beach practicing for the past hour or so since getting home.
One of these days she'd learn better, until then she had a small stockpile of pebbles and shells that she was working on, giving each one a charge to various degrees, slinging them out over the water to watch the explosions. She'd come back inside once she wasn't so keyed up. |
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[Apr. 8th, 2009|04:04 am] |
WHO: Sable and Soren Skwigelf
WHAT: doin' stuff
WHEN: After Soren and Cass get back from Arizona
WHERE: the wolfpackhouse
WARNINGS: no idea. maybe?
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Sable's been waiting for Soren and Cass to get home most of the day. She took the evening off work, and has been at home puttering in the kitchen trying to bake since noon. It's nothing even close to Cass's skill, but Bren's taught her a bit, and she manages at least to churn out some things that are edible and not burned or undercooked.
Thus, when the boys get back, Sable's managed to make a bunch of scones and cookies and brownies, which she's set out on the table in the living room with some tea and devon cream. Once they both get settled in, she'd beg Cass for permission to steal her husband for a little while. |
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[Apr. 7th, 2009|08:59 pm] |
Who: Dex Dearborn & Soren Skwigelf (with probable special guest appearance by Henn)
Where: The Snake Pit, New Orleans
When: Tuesday eveningish
Why: Crazy random happenstance!
Warnings: Not likely, I don't think.
Dex was trying to get out more, after all, he couldn't just stay on his island forever. It still made him laugh to think that he owned a whole island. He'd asked around to find a good place to get dinner, and had been pointed in the direction of New Orleans, a place called the Snake Pit, which was the weirdest name for a restaurant/bar that he'd ever heard of.
At least until he got inside, and then it all made sense, the girl playing maitre d' that evening led him off to one of the high seats at the counter along the wall, being as it wasn't even mid-week, it was a fairly quiet night, a family off in a corner booth and a few couples scattered throughout, a businessman at the bar and now Dex at the counter.
His brow creased slightly as he looked over the menu, not at all sure he even knew what any of it was. |
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[Mar. 26th, 2009|12:19 am] |
WHO: Sable and Soren Skwigelf
WHAT: Honeymoon!
WHEN: ...various times?
WHERE: All OVER the place!
WARNINGS: Almost certainly.
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( They're being gypsies... ) |
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[Mar. 21st, 2009|10:23 pm] |
| [ | Tags | | | aphrodite, ares, cassidy turner, cthulhu, dean winchester, henriette stillman, melpomene, psyche, purifiers plot, sadako yamamura, soren skwigelf | ] |
Who: Cassidy Turner, Ares, and open to all the people that they recruited.
What: Rescuing some people, killing some others
Where: North Korea, working their way to Bad Guy Lair #1
When: Tonight
Warnings: Blood, guts, gore, swearing, you know. The usual stuff.
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[Mar. 20th, 2009|12:28 am] |
Who: Torii & Soren
Where: Tokyo, pachinko parlor.
Why: BECAUSE
When: 4:30 PM, local time
Warnings: not likely.
( Pinball wizard? ) |
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[Mar. 15th, 2009|10:15 pm] |
Who: Bladezz, Skwisgaar Skwigelf, Cassidy Turner, Robert Winchester, Teague Brennan, Nathan Explosion, and Soren Skwigelf, Teja Wartooth, Lilo Pelekai
What: Vent Chat about future raids.
When: Sunday night.
Where: They're all at their respective homes, it's an online chat.
Why: Skwisgaar wants a bronze drake.
( Woo, headsets! ) |
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[Mar. 10th, 2009|06:50 pm] |
Who: Soren Skwigelf and Sable Harris, later Cassidy Turner.
What: Talking about things.
When: After this post.
Where: Chez Wolfpack.
Warnings: I'll just go with a yes.
( So much left unsaid. ) |
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[Mar. 7th, 2009|10:15 pm] |
Who: Henn & Soren
Where: Backstage and then casa de Amoeba
When: Now-ish
What: Stuuuuf
Why: Just 'cos.
Warnings: duh. They can't go five minutes on their own without being NSFW
( Que sera sera in black and pink ) |
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[Feb. 19th, 2009|10:08 pm] |
WHO: Miniver Cheevy and Soren Skwigelf
WHAT: future-in-law bonding
WHERE: Here and there and everywhere
WHEN: Now
WARNINGS: Potential rockstar behavior; otherwise probably nothing NSFW.
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Miniver's actually outside Mordhaus when Soren arrives. He's perched on a railing, just lighting a joint when the Tall Blonde One appears. Jack is with him, on a barbed leash. The two of them together are almost a frightening sight -- the tiny guy in a trenchcoat with amazing hair and a dog who probably weighs almost as much as he does at this point. Jack, however, is harmless, and wags his tail when he sees Soren. |
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[Feb. 14th, 2009|08:50 pm] |
Who: Soren Skwigelf and Henriette Stillman.
What: Valentine's!
When: Saturday afternoon.
Where: Wolfpack house.
Warnings: Durr.
( Sweet things! ) |
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